Random Lessons;-)

The other day , a lady was taking her 8 year old son’s lessons.. …there was evidently lot of spelling mistakes in the book, which the teacher must have committed on the board or rather failed to correct while checking the student’s notebook… She told her son,” Ur teacher doesn’t know anything , she is not good at her work…there was a lot of arguments between Mom n son…son refusing to accept dat the teacher’s spellings are wrong…After a long discussion he finally corrected..and den sat down sulking…I did think it was wrong on her part to demean the teacher coz he may never respect her or obey her….but later I wondered dat why do we have standards set for a designation/ job/authority….All these things got to be subjective….We should teach our children How to think? And not what they should think…Each individual should have his own parameters of good and bad…..and his respect can be achievd only on fullfillng those.
In schools we always place our teacher in high regards, We seldom question their knowledge, their ability or so, we are tuned in to be so. May be I am wrong in saying so, but herein we restrict the mindsets of the child. Later on, I did commend the lady for standing by her principles and her urge to develop the child’s learning process rather than trying to shape him to be someone who merely follows the socially accepted philosophy of “Ur gurus are always right”. With complete respect to ma cherished teachers , I truthfully accept coming across some really worthless ones, and do conclude that “ let an individual decide whom to admire/ respect and follow, don’t idolize anyone merely on the basis of the roles they are supposed to play rather do treat them accordingly for the roles they play.

Knowing wat should be done is not important when compared to wat is to be done…….

Order! Order!

A Real life Incident….

I was on ma first outstation audit with two of ma colleagues to ma native Kerala;-) way back around 5 years back..but till date…This day and its memory brings tears in ma eyes…Hang On sentimental Fools..I meant Tears which emanate due to uncontrollable Laughter…
I was with two absolutely new (to me) individuals…So all of us were trying our level best to be good to each other…one of the colleague , a female she happened to be ma colleage mate whom I didn’t mingle up well during ma college days…We settled out there completed our work and the day arrived when our very much adorable & senior partner ( referred as PAPA) & one more senior ( BHAIYYA) flew down for finalization…Dat was gonna be our first dinner with him…….and I was told by this female colleague (BBB) dats he is very much inquisitive about everyone’s whereabouts so brush up ur knowledge about ur origin and ur own self…
Just imagine ma dad’s reaction on ma untimely enquiry about…where is the exact location of ma native in kerala….and how long is it from ma audit place…Where was I born ?/ exact prononunciation ..Dat day I was really tensed…god alone knows why….
We were told that we would be picked up by 8. From our respective hotels….On time we were in the vehicle with Papa , Bhaiyya & driver…..and there it all started, PAPA was constantly arguing with the driver in our local language which he didn’t evidently have a fluency in…and when I intervened to help I was completely Ignored ,Atleast ignored enough for me to SHUT UP!!... BBB just added to ma embarrassment with “ Didn’t I tell u…he is like dat only”….Finally we landed up at a restaurant…..wherein we the only ones..it was north Indian kinda restaurant in South….I was completely happy….with the thought wow…Roti sabzi daal….sab milega…….after a long time..We sat there…the waiters seemed to be out of work…and then the session began….
Papa….”Hmm.....”
We :- Clearing our throats…drinking water…controlling our unreasonable smilez..
Papa:- Hows the food out here???
BBB :-We don’t know..we haven’t come this far…for dinner…
Papa:- Am asking u abt the food which they provide in office….
Me: laughing giggling …just want to be gayab for a minute to laugh ma lungs out
BBB :-gushes//ohhh I thought……(never mind kinda looks… )
Papa: So Nisha u have ur roots here…where is ur native
Me: Confidently…***** place **** district *** kms away from this place…..
Papa: Does river ***** pass thru there???/
Me: Yes sir probably…..dunno……….
(clean bowled…yeh kaisa saawal hain I hardly come here once in 5 years…still I said all wat I ratofied….Grrrr…………..)
The menu card arrives……and papa announces “U people order”….Pssst….Seems indecent how can we….so we asked Bhaiyya to order,he smiles sheepishly and said u order (lately realized cunning advise)… BBB in order to avoid “ pehle aap pehle aap syndrome” Starts naming the items… the moment she finishes…PAPA listed out why all the things ordered is not appropriate cancels all wat was said…with our well given permission( as if we had an option;-)) …By dat time I was in splits..when to wash ma hands…Bhaiyya now gives us both “ I knew it kinda expressions;-)…….My colleague is by this time fuming with anger…….back to gulping the food ordered………No wastage is his Rule….( for others)……We ate hearts content…..and was then again given the menu for ordering ice cream….
BBB intelligently refused……I said chocolate.!!!!...nai madam sirf vanilla hi hain……theek hain woi dedo…..PAPA wapis jag gaye……..lets have it from some ice cream parlour……lets leave…….dis time I was fuming!!.......Grrr………..Poochte kyu ho bhai!!!!
Therez more to embarrassment we entered the parlour & was handed over the menu card…and orderd different delicious icecream mix….. finally to be told that ur order has been placed…Scoop icecream just let us know which flavor u prefer…..Seriously felt like being a part of some comedy GAG…and could hear those fake laughter applause in background……..
Back home ….the outburst of BBB ,till then A sophisticated girl is still a eyewatering Memory to think of …WAAH kya scene hain…….joh kuch wahan nai bol payi….woh us kamare ke chaar deewaron ke beech bola…… the next time we go out…….lets say we are fasting………hahahaha
Kehaana mein kya haraz hain……we have then been out several times……and didn’t have such embarrassment but did have different other kinds……but still our senior was the most adorable one…..Koi doubt mat rakhana….

KAL Aaj Aur kal......

Looking back at the time flown by I do feel like catching and preserving certain moments including ma childhood, friends circles, office jokes /pranks , babysittg days with ma nephew , hang ups and literaly end up cursing the revolving earth
"why it had to move and why couldn’t it just stay Still….."

Times have changed…even though friends are the same…I wondered wat was it dat is missing..i didn’t have an answer…….The jokes cracked…The pranks played all just echoed in my ears loud n clear..and I wanted to go back….Sumtimes being in memory lane is such a peace..

When I see ma nephews growing up…….Aloud I think…They were Chhhooooo Chweeeeeet …..When they used to blabber n not chatter ;-) Those innocent looks, that attention seeking acts…and glorious reaction on being noticed…I miss all dat….
In office , At home, socially………everything just changes……sum has reasons which even though the brain logically understands……….the heart just refuses to accept…Why cant a relation…an environment….be the same…….Change is the eternal truth…but sumtimes too hard to accept n move on…U do adjust to the new environment…But why cant people maintain the old happy hippy ways;-)

Many a times I meet people whom I used to be acquainted with…and now it’s a just a waving HI or an ignoring Glare ( This is sumthing I HATE!!!!)………The so called action oriented conversation ends there itself….until… hold ur breath!!!! Either one of u is searching for a job…and u intend to circulate ur CVs…(This is sumthing which is very common nowadays)…Building mates…with whom u used to chat for hours when u weren’t knowledgeable..and basically didn’t do anything, now u don’t even know where they are working , where do they travel……Hardly do u prefer to talk to them when u spot them……….

I just feel that…….those days wouldn’t come by again…….So is the case with tODAY and if not for now its gonna be never……So why cant we just ignore the consequences and do and behave as we like and spread as much of cheer as possible with the least expectations…If each one of us would take an effort to just smile at each other…the world would be less confrontational….

AmarPrem (Literally;-))

Off late whenever I find ma guy friends bonding well with each other, or rather supporting each other , there is a very obvious and well supported teasing which naturally starts and now it doesn’t seem weird at all..Changing times, changing minds, changing preference, wonder what all will change heheh…

Thanx to Kal ho na ho…rather the famous kantaben who made A “hole” lot of difference in the mindsets…Far stretched out of box thinking..
Way back a guy talking to a girl seemed a bit awkward and people refrained to talk to oppo sex when in public….but now I guess u prefer to be known as friendly with girls,…Ders a need to be known as STRAIGHT.Sec 377 did allow certain welcomed and long awaited acceptance yet it did create an environment wherein the straight ensure that they are recognized as straight in all respects ;-)

In jovial meets among ma friend groups we do end up pairing guys wid guys...and there are some who are more than welcoming to such mockLove session...and the level to which they stoop really leaves ur jaws dropped…( Reference to the eternal “Preet” story wid Deep feelings especially on SUN and SAT ..LOL samjhdar ko ishara kaafi hain;-)) U actually go on and on..embarassing and awkwardness doesn’t seem to be much in place and moreover during such hilarious teasing riot, the expressions of the onlookers who seem to be well informed about the Sec 377 developments seems to be a treat to watch and then roll in ur laughter ..The whole things seem to be infectious & hilarious! Guys now wanna be sure they are linked with girls and girls now just pray ladka accha ho ya bura..bus who ladka ho yehi kaafi hain…..
Nevertheless, we have always learned Knowledge is always a boon….But sumtimes Ignorance is a Bliss!!!

Serious Comedy;-)

Early morning, in ma hurry to go to office with utmost interest( totally sarcastic) I was literally dragging ma self from Bed to sofa to Tv remote to Bathroom…slowly n steadily I did get dressed up and was packing the most important component of ma bag the “Tiffin”..Ma dad n Mom were murmuring sumthings which I could vaguely hear…as usual I have the habit of poking ma nose when it needn’t be…ma dad just churned out intelligently dat it was abt me…I refrained coz now issues regardg me has to be predominantly abt my Wedding…

But Baap kiska hain..he just again went on and on regarding how I should change ma preference n be adjusting n blah blah blah……In a spur of moment, I emotionally said…kya karu dad , jisko dilo jaan se pasand kiya usne jaa kar shaadi karli…abb mai kya karu….
And that expression on ma dad’s face is beyond words!! He was startled, stunned ,shocked & frozen all in all , just a Kodak moment;-) He, may be for a moment, but believed me ;-) heheh… ….It was rolling on the floor laughter for ma momsi Coz MAA sab jaanti hain..and the guy I was talking abt was none other than ABHISHEK BACHCHAN!!!

Real estate boom, new constructions and residency homes coming up in fastening speeding & heighten rates is really a well evident change in our lifestyles.
There were times wherein we freely roamed around each other places without bothering. The doors of ur neighbours were seldom closed. During the powercut, it was a joyful time wherein all the aunties would sit in common passage discuss stories and we kids used to play with each other.screaming running jumping. Most of the times u never knew where u kids are bein feeded.I still feel tempted when I recollect having the delicacies which are next door neighbor used to prepare and she still treasures the memory of me barging into their houses innoncetly following ma nose.

Way back I too remember, having a stupid fite wid ma mom and then sacrificing ma lunch( random reason- TO teach momsi a lesson) She being ma mom knew that for nothing on this earth would I remain Hungry …and lavishly had ma lunch at ma neighbour’s place.. Back in time, children had no option but to play outdoor games and too wid diverse mates…now even children have their own choices of friends, Strange as it sounds;-) We have various classes for extra circular activities not to enrich the kids but to plainly occupy them wid some activity! I guess its slowly trying and following the western culture…Therz a strange coldness that shrugs u nowadays..
Now, we have houses with CCTV kinda cameras, coz the eyehole isn’t enough of a security, We have lifts coz the floors have increased, and climbing the stairs is Very irritating! U hardly know ur next door neighbor coz interacting is always a bit hestitatg. I wonder why? Wat has changed? is this the coldness of the new generation, the Well hyped privacy among the youngsters or Rather I would put it simple terms..Wats the need to talk to them!! We are self sufficient, all kinda help is a phone call away, we don’t basically require the Botherhood whats not needed is not maintained…

So u basically find cluster of people staying together but rarely being together;-)

Bandh Bandh ….matlab ??? Sab KAAM bandh;-)

Euphoria about July 5th bein a nationwide Bandh just caught everyone’s attention….One day where we evidently cant work….Cant come out of our houses….Even though we predominantly like never before show our willingness to make it to work……..”I would have if I could” it really tickles ma funny bone….

How Outrageous !! Is nt this a pathetic replica of our non co-operation movements which were glorified back in our history books….Herein by voicing a protest and announcing a bandh….wat exactly Do we achieve?

Let me See…..hmmm…….
A compulsory unpaid leave…
An involuntary but welcomed long weekend..
All family members irrespective of their designations, place of working, shifts of working are at home…So GALA time!!
Total rest…need not go out to shop also for petty thins, as shops are closed…
Business people lose a day of revenue….Time & money wasted! “money” not earned is waste , rite!!

We are practically voicing against price rise….and declare a total Bandh! And thus foolishly lose a day’s revenue…..and still pay a high price coz nothing changes!!
Some people like us the middle class, secure job ,lazy couch workers , Do sit back and rest…….but the lower strata..who survive thru daily wages…Are severly Hit!! In every sense…So whom does this BAndh Benefit!!
Some political parties who just wanna raise “aam aadmi ka mudda!.”...bhale hi aadmi gaya khadde mein, buses were attacked , rails were blocked….and a lot of commotion created to display Protest against the functioning of the nation….it had to be a Complete BANDH!!......
A completely involuntarily BANDh!
On the contrary, not raising a voice, or creating an unrest, and Showing discomfort against the fuel price hike would also send wrong signals of being indifferent…..Coz it does matters to pay as if u have to travel in a cruise and then end up travelling squeezed as a hen in a rick….Slowly all things are getting expensive….but declaring a bandh and hurting people irrespective of their reasons to venture out, seems nothing but insane!!

How can we amicably and peacefully voice our discomfort without logically losing out on our Revenue generation seems the question of the hour!!